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I don't think it's serendipity that I walked to work this morning with "I Want a New Drug" in my head. Instead, it's probably because of all the press releases I've received lately announcing the thirtieth anniversary of the release of Huey Lewis and the News' Sports. Who knows where the time goes? (Also, please sign up for my mailing list, because I'll send PR blasts in a few months about my thirtieth birthday.) Many of you young kids might know the song because the Ghostbusters theme ripped it off, or, possibly, from Christian Bale's monologue in American Psycho. Thank goodness Huey Lewis himself has a good sense of humor about the latter and teamed up with Funny or Die and "Weird Al" Yankovic to parody the cult-classic.

Rumors are percolating that Josh Gorges, a 28-year-old defenseman who plays for the National Hockey League’s Montreal Canadiens, will officially come out this week. (If you weren’t actually planning on that, sorry Josh!) It would be the first such gesture by a player on a professional sports team that is actually on TV now and then.

Guys, please don’t mess this up. The CIA has been working for years on getting an American basketball star into North Korea to seriously disrupt their nuclear research program, and the more you talk about it, the more chance Dennis Rodman has of being exposed as our greatest and most daring spy. So shhhhh.

Seattle-born, L.A.-based singer-songwriter Robert DeLong has a flare for the alternative. In a good way. The 26 (soon to be 27)-year-old EDM mastermind, dubbed a Young Artist to Watch by MTV, has the music scene in his hands—quite literally. Indeed, among the myriad instruments he manages to maneuver during performances are Wiimotes and Joysticks, rigged like MIDIs and adding edge to his already memorable brand of booty movin’ tunes.

Did you watch last night's Beyoncé concert? I did! And then I went to sleep because, woo boy, watching that halftime show was exhausting! (How about that Michelle, huh? Poor Michelle.) Luckily, I didn't have to work during the game (meaning, I didn't have to update this website, because ewww sports), so I knew I wasn't going to miss anything. It turns out I missed a lot! Thirty-four dramatic minutes of no football! It sounds intense. Luckily, lots of other bloggers put together lists upon lists of the best tweets that happened during the power outage at the Super Dome last night. Here's the best of the best Twitter list posts for you to check out.

It's a pretty easy joke to make: anyone with an opinion and an internet connection has found the time to write a thing or two about Girls. And it's not even a joke anymore: Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, NBA Hall of Famer, has an opinion about Girls. Because of course he fucking does.

Um, just don’t. Don’t even form an opinion. Don’t check out #NYCMarathon on Twitter right now. Don’t find out if it’s still on or canceled or what changes are possibly in the works. Don’t try to figure out where it starts, or when, or ask your marathon-running friends if they’re still going to run it. Don’t start looking up news about Staten Island. HEY, I said DON’T.

Because it’s not sports if there’s not a lot of hullabaloo about doping and whatnot, but this year’s Breeders’ Cup world championship, for the first time, will not permit horses to be injected with furosemide on the day of the race. What does the drug do, you ask? Oh, just keeps them from bleeding internally from running too hard. And apparently “95 percent of American thoroughbreds” get shot up with it.

Welcome back from your siesta! We hope you enjoyed these few days of dozing peacefully and not watching the World Series because who cares, it wasn’t even a good one and we can’t remember who was playing. But people ran around a manicured field in hats, being alternately cheered and booed, and that’s that. Plus you’re very feeling refreshed.

The New York Islanders, which I understand to be some sort of hockey team, are announcing today their plan to abandon the Nassau Veterans Memorial Coliseum on Long Island to the new Barclays Center in Brooklyn, because they hate our troops and love British banks. No, just kidding, I’m sure they have a good reason. Everyone wants to make it out of the suburbs, right?